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And here in the night as I feel the inferno I stare in the dark thinking what is eternal
The man or the moment the act or the reason, these thoughts fill my head as I contemplate treason
Of dreams I have had and dreams I have pondered when late in the night my mind it would wander
To things I have done and then quickly regretted. While denying vices my life had selected
And I think what I've done or have yet to begin and the man I've become and the man that I've been.
Now caught in a waltz with the eternal dancer, I'm courted by death but death isn't the answer I say
All I was meant to be could I suddenly just decide
Not a thought would survive Could it be my life's worth ended there with my birth,
If I could see someone who's been there before me and traded his soul for a moment of glory.
His penance or mercy by spirits debated while judged on a scale that's been heavily weighted.
And what have I done could there be such a sin In this man I've become, in this man that I've been
Now calling to God from the pit's very bottom I pray he forgives every sin I've forgotten this day
And who would've thought that my fate it would conjure this twist in the road on which I have wandered
Each vision and dream now completely dismembered to give one's whole life and find nothing's remembered
And what good is a life that leaves nothing behind not a thought or a dream that might echo in time.
The years and the hours the seconds and minutes, and everything that my life has placed in it betrayed
The things I have done the places I've been the cost of my dreams the weight of my sins.
And everything that I've gathered in life Could it be lost in this night
The man or the moment the act or the reason, these thoughts fill my head as I contemplate treason
Of dreams I have had and dreams I have pondered when late in the night my mind it would wander
To things I have done and then quickly regretted. While denying vices my life had selected
And I think what I've done or have yet to begin and the man I've become and the man that I've been.
Now caught in a waltz with the eternal dancer, I'm courted by death but death isn't the answer I say
All I was meant to be could I suddenly just decide
Not a thought would survive Could it be my life's worth ended there with my birth,
If I could see someone who's been there before me and traded his soul for a moment of glory.
His penance or mercy by spirits debated while judged on a scale that's been heavily weighted.
And what have I done could there be such a sin In this man I've become, in this man that I've been
Now calling to God from the pit's very bottom I pray he forgives every sin I've forgotten this day
And who would've thought that my fate it would conjure this twist in the road on which I have wandered
Each vision and dream now completely dismembered to give one's whole life and find nothing's remembered
And what good is a life that leaves nothing behind not a thought or a dream that might echo in time.
The years and the hours the seconds and minutes, and everything that my life has placed in it betrayed
The things I have done the places I've been the cost of my dreams the weight of my sins.
And everything that I've gathered in life Could it be lost in this night